Albert Brooks plays a screenwriter "passing his
prime." Having "lost his edge" he entrusts the
inspiration of a mythical muse (Sharon Stone) who's
prone to very expensive whimsy.
In traditional Albert Brooks style, his character
is the sharp-witted, yet droopy eye-browed whiner who
just can't believe so many things are going so
absurdly off from the norm. He's perfectly amusing
anyway. In fact, he delivers a few whammy lines that
knocked my socks off. For instance, when wife (Andie
MacDowell) rhetorically asks, "You're not going to
walk on the kitchen floor all covered with paint are
you?" Brooks responds, "I'm not an astronaut, I have
to walk on something."
However, apparently due to weak direction and/or
quickly shot scenes, a few times Andie MacDowell and
even Sharon Stone, look like they're relaxing on the
sofa at home reading the script for the first time. I
felt embarrassed for them.
Though consistently fun in an Albert Brooks kind
of way, this film drags its feet with the business of
building to a climax. You might find more to muse
over if you wait for the video.